I distinctly remember trying to pose here like Marilyn Monroe. I was wearing my favorite skirt Mom made from fabric ends with loads of rickrack and crinoline. Remember crinoline, that bane of womanhood?
Mom’s favorite actress was Elizabeth Taylor. This pic was taken around the time Taylor got sick filming Cleopatra and—somebody bear me out on this—there was a huge spread in Life magazine about the “troubled” production, which included the interesting info that the director, Rouben Mamoulian, had been fired. That was the first time I ever encountered this name (yes I could read at 6, my mother taught me) which makes this blog post a good place to tell you that I’m going to be talking more about The Old Man and less about bonny John from here on out. So much for a smooth segue.